In the heart of the mesmerizing rolling meadows, resided a shepherd boy. His life was unadulterated, simple, and honest. His primary duty was essentially to look after his flock of ewes.
Their gentle baas and the rustling of the wind across the solo tree on the hilltop were his main co-dwellers. Day upon day, watching over his charges instilled in him a notion of calm satisfaction.
Yet, there were at times moments of solitude, when the shepherd boy would pine for companionship. During one such occasion because of sheer boredom, the shepherd boy devised a troublesome plan.
Narratives of predators hunting on sheep had been heard times and again in the village. So, the boy decided to leveraged this fear and played a trick on the villagers.
One day he dashed into the village screaming “Wolf! A wolf is that website has taken my sheep!” The scared villagers sprinted up the hills for rescue but found no beast.
The boy giggled at the puzzle on their faces. This trick continued for a few more days. But, one morning, a real wolf did come to prey the flock. The shepherd boy raced for aid shouting “Wolf, Wolf!” But this time, no one showed up.
Frustrated and alone, the boy battled against the wolf but could rescue only few of his sheep. Heartbroken, he returned to the village only to receive a reprimand on honesty and the results of dishonesty.
His tale of this shepherd boy has been passed down generations as a mediaeval parable for teaching the value of honesty, the implications of dishonesty and the dangers of crying wolf. Moreover, it highlights how trust once lost, is hard to reclaim. It's a story as pertinent today as it was anciently.